February 26, 2010

My Mama (updated)

My mama is gone. I can hardly type the words. This is all very surreal. And my babies hearts are broken.

Thank you for all of your prayers and kind words. I can't believe she is gone. Taken so very quickly on my baby sister's 25th birthday. We were all with her when she passed, though it had been many days since she was herself. I'm so very thankful to my Joe for letting me spend every hour I could there with her-including many, many nights.

She fought the fight but her body was to weak to keep up with all the blows dealt her way, in the end. I know she knew we were all there. She responded to all of us today.

If you are far away but want to something- I know many if you have asked- please donate blood or plasma. They used so much in the last few days trying to save her. We are still trying to set arrangements. I'll post when we know.

I've deactivated mom's personal FB account, but there is a new page where we wecome you to become a member and leave messages, condolences or photos. Simply search for Dana Biggs Johns under Facebook Pages. Blessings to everyone who prayed for her, and our family.

I am so sorry- praying for you and your family. I lost my father unexpectedly 2 years ago-the hardest thing I had to do was tell my 5yo daughter that her Pappy had died. *hugs* to you!!!! lots of *hugs*

I saw your tweets last night and have been thinking of you. I lost my mom to cancer 10 years ago this Sunday. You'll see her in your life, I promise. I think I see my mom in random pennies on the ground and in my pockets and cardinals flying across my path. She's still with me and yours is still with you.

I make a point to talk about her to my son. He was just 1 when she died and, of course, doesn't remember her. But, I talk about her a lot...when I make one of her recipes, when I am correcting his grammar (she loved grammar) and other things.

You might like this from a friend's blog (it's short):http://slap-dashdoings.blogspot.com/2010/02/on-her-birthday.html

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Meet Gavin

Gavin was born 3/24/2000. His age will always be easy to remember- he is a millenium baby. And he has a lifetime of free tickets to see the Globetrotters. Really. Did you know that? Did you sign your millenium baby up for that? He was born a cowboy, and I am not just saying that because we are a serious OK State family. He was born a cow-poke kind of cowboy. Horses, boots, cows, Gunsmoke, you name it, he loves it. This is somewhat of an issue, since we don't live on a ranch or farm. I have had to seek out riding lessons since age 3. He also loves Davy Crockett and military history. I think he may have been born in the wrong era! Gavin also is ADD, diagnosed at age 6 by brain EEG scan. He is on Vyvanse daily. Our doctor specializes only in this field and the scientific measurement and treatment. This is important! We still have daily struggles and challenges. ADD kids do not like structure and schedules. The school year can make him very grumpy. Having a clean room is nearly impossible. But, he's a sweet kid & eager to please. He is very athletic and loves baseball and football- especially throwing! He would play catch for hours.

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Meet Grayce

This is my Grayce. She was born four years and 1 day after her big brother, on 3/36/2004. My due date was the same with both, and since I tend to have large children- I get induced. So, of course at the time, Gavin wanted her to be born on his birthday, but thank the good Lord I had the foresight to nip that in the bud and have him pick another day. A day AFTER his birthday. These 2 kiddos are a little competitive in nature. Anyway, she is my girl. A girly girl, a sweetheart and loves to do all things girly. Shopping and dressing and putting on make-up. And bossing, and telling on her brother, and socializing. Socializing. That is a big one. She does not know a stranger, that girl. She is often the belle of the ball. She knows just how to sugar you up with compliments and hugs & kisses. And she has a giggle like none other.